harleyscars Chapter 451
Chapter 451
The next day, under the leadership of Kitayama TV, the venue for the piano performance was set at Kitayama Stadium.
The time was set at six o'clock
in the evening! at half past five in the evening...
When Su Lang came to the gate of the stadium, there were already a lot of people gathered here.
Some of them came from all over the world to see the lively melon-eating audience.
There are also some old friends of Su Lang, such as Xiao Tianpeng, Xiao Jianjun, Qin Guoyang...
Even Li Wei and Lin Xiaoxiao's family came.
Uh, Lin Chaotian....
Seeing Lin Chaotian, the corners of Su Lang's mouth couldn't help twitching.
"Uncle Lin
..." "Aunt Chu..."
said hello, Su Lang's eyes fell on Li Wei: "Teacher Li, why are you here?" "I didn't
see your performance at the school celebration last time, no, your wife is a little better, I just wanted to come and have a look."
Li Wei said as he reached out and patted Su Lang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "How is it, how is your status today?" "
Teacher Li, don't worry, I will definitely not drop the chain at a critical moment."
Su Lang said with a smile.
When others are under pressure, they may drop their chains at critical times.
But Su Lang did not have this option.
He's a man with a system!
"Good boy, good!" "
I'll see you perform later."
"Don't worry..."
, Su Lang's eyes looked at Xiao Tianpeng and the others.
"Mr
. Su..." "Hello Mr. Su..." "
Mr.
Su, do you want me to find someone to knock Chekov..."
"No, I don't have to.
Su Lang smiled and waved his hand.
Obviously, Chekov can be conquered with strength, there is no need to use his brains in other aspects.
"But..."
Xiao Tianpeng still wanted to speak.
But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted: "You are Su Lang, right?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Du Yuming, and everyone in the circle respectfully calls me Teacher Du..."
Du Yuming? Oh, isn't this the "yin and yang person" who made a lot of nonsense on the Internet yesterday?
As for the people around
him, most of them are like him, holding stinky feet!
Glancing at Du Yuming
lightly, Su Lang didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Find a sense of existence, find yourself in front of you.
Huh....
"You..."
was ignored by Su Lang, which made Du Yuming angry.
"Hmph!"
he snorted coldly and said, "Young man, I don't know how you deceived others, but you can't fool me.
"Playing 'Flying Bees' with one hand, no one in the world can do it.
"While Master Chekov hasn't arrived yet, it's still too late for you to quit now, otherwise it'll be too late to say anything later..."
"
Young man, you are still young, you still have a long way to go, we are all for your good..."
Looking at the group of old people in front of him, a young man on the left and a young man on the right for your good, Su Lang was laughed at at that time.
Su Lang glanced at Du Yuming and the others lightly, and said, "Everyone, if you want to hold other people's stinky feet, that's your business, don't bring me with you." Hearing
Su Lang's words, Du Yuming and the others were like cats whose tails had been stepped on, and they instantly became anxious.
"You young man, how do you speak
...""Today's young people don't learn and don't know how to learn, and they don't even know basic politeness..."
Ignoring
their shouts, he turned his head to look at Xiao Tianpeng.
"Uncle Xiao, please invite these old bangzi out...""
No problem!"
Xiao Tianpeng did not hesitate at all, and immediately agreed.
"I'm Du Yuming, I see who dares to do it to me,"
Du Yuming sneered.
Get rid of them, he will see who dares!
He is Du Yuming, a champion in the domestic music industry.
Who would dare?
Xiao Tianpeng didn't care so much, waved his hand at the security guard on the side, and said, "Throw these old men out." The
next moment, a group of security guards suddenly walked towards Du Yuming.
"What do you want to do
?" "What do you say?"
"You..." Du Yuming was angry for a while, he roared coldly: "Organizer, what about the organizer, hurry up and come out for me..."
"Who's calling me?" a
man and a woman walked out of the crowd.
The man is about 40 years old and has a rich build.
The female is Chen Lin.
Seeing the visitor, Du Yuming's eyes suddenly lit up: "Director, you must give me an explanation for this matter!"
The middle-aged man glanced at Du Yuming lightly, and then his gaze fell on Su Lang.
"This is Mr. Su, I have long heard that Mr. Su is handsome and chic, and when I saw it today, it was indeed the case. "
Who
is this?" "Su Gongzi, this is the director of our Beishan TV station, Xiong Shaofeng.
Chen Lin hurriedly sat down and introduced.
Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao beside Su Lang, Chen Lin felt a sense of crisis in his heart out of thin air.
"Hello Director Xiong..."
Su Lang stretched out his hand and shook Xiong Shaofeng, and said, "I'll drive these people out, Director Xiong has no opinion."
"No opinion, of course no comment. "
Security, hurry up and get these old guys out..."Xiong
Shaofeng said immediately.
Who is Su Lang?
Chairman of the Board of Directors of Brookfield Company.
Punch the second generation of the rich demon and kick the existence of the little overlord in the capital.
Xiong Shaofeng has long wanted to know Su Lang.
It's just that I haven't had a chance.
Right now, he finally found an opportunity, and he didn't want a few old men to spoil it.
"This..."
Du Yuming was about to go crazy.
Originally, they wanted to use their status as an old-timer in the music industry to suppress Su Lang.
But who would have thought that instead of pressing Su Lang, they were crushed to death by Su Lang.
"Director Xiong, I'm
Du Yuming..." "I have to get out of here today if I care about you, whether it's Du Yuming or Ma Yuming!"
Xiong Shaofeng said sharply: "Security, what are you still doing in a daze, don't do it yet."
"Understood!"
With Xiong Shaofeng's order, all the security guards immediately rushed up, carrying Du Yuming and the others towards the outside of the stadium.
"Crunch~"
At this time, a piercing sound reached everyone's ears.
A black Mercedes-Benz sedan was parked steadily at the entrance of the stadium.
The door opened, and an old man with gray hair stepped down.
Chekov, it's here!